A garden is a good place to meet both yourself and God.
You meet yourself as you pull weeds on your knees
and God as you discuss with Him what went right,
and what went wrong,
and how you might can do better next time.
Weeds start out small and insignificant
and are easily pulled out by the roots, but
give them a week, unchecked,
and they turn into monsters that uproot the good stuff, too.
Don’t wait to address a problem that is still small
because it won’t stay small long.
The garden, and God,
taught me that truth.